little bitBoston

Last night I had this really bizarre dream that my downstairs neighbor (who, in real life, is very sweet and straight-laced and catholic) knocked on my door and was all cracked out and sweaty and had white powder on her lip. Although I had been in bed, I decided that hanging out with her sounded fun and when I got into her apartment there was ALL. THIS. COKE. and so I was eating calamari and snorting the hoo-yah, and then the coke sort of turned into calamari tentacles and that was kind of the end of the dream.